There are periods at the end of sentences that call for silence
My whole life seems to be that pause
Because when I wake up I seem to always feel alone
Whether to not even try that day is a simple coin toss

Everyone sees me as being so strong
But the strongest people are just better at hiding it
Because when I look into the mirror I am not pleased
My pride is a gag and I am biting it

When you pour water into a cup
there's a certain extent before it becomes overflow
Allow me to be the silhouette of a porcelain glass
And my unexpressed emotions have no where to go

But it's never been a trend to admit you're scared
Scared that you might turn on yourself
Because sometimes I feel like something takes over
Covering my mouth from crying for help

LOVING LORD JESUS
I HAVE BECOME WEARY IN MY SPIRIT.
I COME TO YOUR HOLY PRESENCE AND WAIT AT YOUR FEET FOR YOUR DIVINE INTERVENTION IN MY LIFE.
MY  EYES ARE ONLY UPON YOU.
I PUT MY HOPE IN YOU.
I LEAVE ALL MY WORRIES TO YOU.
ACCORDING TO YOUR LOVE REMEMBER  ME.
FILL ME WITH YOUR HOLY SPIRIT IN AN  ABUNDANT MEASURE.
GIVE ME THE GRACE TO RECEIVE YOUR MIGHTY POWER THROUGH THE SPIRIT.
RENEW MY STRENGTH AND USE ME IN A MIGHTY WAY FOR YOUR GLORY.
IN  YOUR MATCHLESS NAME I PRAY . AMEN.

Try as we might, we never win
We lose sight, fall into sin
We still fight, never to win
It is never bright, always too dim

And the enemy at the gates
They keep on calling
We are victims of the fates
We keep on falling

No matter what we say, no one hears
Troubles never far away, too many fears
In our pain we pay, rewarded with tears
The sun will never stay, rain never clears

And the enemy at the gates
They keep on calling
We are victims of the fates
We keep on falling

We can't take anymore, it takes too long
Crawling on the floor, not feeling strong
We are victims of what for, always being wrong
Always looking for the door, waiting to hear that song

And the enemy at the gates
They keep on calling
We are victims of the fates
We keep on falling